Growing Up

I was in Rexburg today.  I don't go there often because I don't care for it.  I realized why today.  I really never did know why before.  I saw college students walking down the road to and from grocery stores and restaurants, in groups and alone.  I saw them driving around and having fun.  Walking around the park and talking.  I was not happy as a single person in a college town dating and hanging out with roommates.  Having been forced to grow up at such a young age, it all seemed uninteresting to me.  I was unhappy for many of those years, until I met Brady.  I am happier now than I have ever been.  I am where I want to be.  I didn't like being single or dating.  Don't get me wrong, those things are good and appropriate and fun.  It just wasn't my cup of tea.  I am a different breed of cat altogether and I am willing to admit it.  Those times are for learning and growing and exploring.  I was pretty world weary by the time I graduated from high school, and the inherent instability that comes with being a young single adult was not fun for me.  I needed stability.  And finality.  And I really just wanted to get on with life.  I had learned what I needed to learn about life and relationships when I was in junior high.  I don't regret this since it has made me who I am, and I am happy with me.  I am so grateful for a husband who is a rock.  Who is the least selfish person I know.  Who is a worthy priesthood holder.  Who works hard to support and take care of us.  I am so thankful for my beautiful babies, who make me work harder and give me a greater reward than anything else could.  So, while those college days are great for most, for me, not so much.  So, just one more reason to be thankful that we are all different and get to make our own way in this life.